Sue Lee

<br>Sue Lee has a razor blade - she walks by the scenery<br>She lives by the water-glade - smokestack and the greenery<br>She lives by the open field - digs clams with her family<br>They eat what the waters yield - no fear of any enemy<br>She`ll be your wings - she`ll be your love<br>She`ll take you to the stars above<br>She`ll make you sing - she`ll make you wise<br>When you wade in the rivers - of her eyes<br>Sue Lee has a motorbike - sun glass and a memory<br>Long days on a hunger strike - late nights as a refugee<br>She lives in a little house - says prayers with her family<br>They live in a little house - they live with the memory<br>She`ll be your wings - she`ll be your love<br>She`ll take you to the stars above<br>The sampan sings and the dragon flies<br>When you wade in the rivers of her eyes<br>She hums when she sings and she plays in the field<br>She laughs and she loves what the stars revealed<br>She smiles when she looks at the world around<br>With her high-top sneakers and her hard-rock sound<br>Sue Lee has a razor blade - she walks by the scenery<br>She lives by the water-glade - smokestack and the greenery<br>She lives in a little house - says prayers with her family<br>They live in a little house - they live with the memory